~LYRA'S POV~
Three months into the unification, I started building something of my own.
Not a governance structure, not a council framework, not a territorial agreement or a resource-sharing clause or any of the things that had occupied most of my waking hours since the battle. Something smaller in scale and considerably more personal. Something I'd been thinking about since long before I'd understood what kind of authority I was going to end up holding, since the first weeks in Silverclaw when I'd looked at the pack hierarchy and understood, clearly and immediately, that nothing in it accounted for what I'd been.
I built a training program. Formal, funded, pack-supported. For wolfless wolves and omega-class pack members, people who occupied the lowest positions in the hierarchy not because of anything they'd done or any choice they'd made, but because of what they'd been born as and the assumptions that the structure had built around it.
